Teach the children

I was snooping on Google to find out what happened to an old friend. She's a teacher now, like she always wanted to be. Anyway, this is what one of her students wrote about her on Ratemyteacher.com:

you give tooooooooooooooooo much homework. You give at least 3 hiours a day. (no exaduration)


Wake up with this song today...



Reader mail II

James from college was apparently inspired by my photo and sent this thoughtful sestet:

Was that a dirigible you spied
in the e'ening sky
over your town as darkness drew near?

Where did it go,
amongst the queries you pose,
and how will you know when it gets there?

I have sometimes wondered, upon looking at a plane, who was inside, where they were going, and did they realize that for a moment, I was wondering about them? We all had a connection we might never have again. Just for one moment.

But in this case, the blimp was advertising the Conan show on TBS. And you can track it at teamcoco.com. So, not as mysterious, but still nice to see.


Reader mail

Blogger Carl sends this possible combonym (actually more like a pun) in:

Would this count?


A satire of an infomercial
Blimp over town

Colors & shadows